"when you were mine".
sounds like the name of a really bad novel right? it is. not bad, just brainless. bought at JFK for way more than it's worth.
true vacation book. the kind that allows you to just get lost in the story and loose track of regular life things. perfect vacation book. the kind where you have to bed the book so no one reads the title of it and sees the cover for fear of what they'll think of you if they see!
problem? hooked. hooked, and not finished with the book yet, and vacation is over.
so i keep reading. trying to hold on to the only traces left of spring vacation.
in those pages lies relaxation and an escape from life.
reading, reading, reading.
holding on to break.
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